Conan's winery play house

Chapter 471 Greetings from the White Dove

"There are really a lot of pigeons in London. If there are more pigeons, people won't find out." Miyamoto Aituo murmured in a low voice, and chose to take out the white pigeons that he had made before, bought the replica props, and copied them. a hundred white doves.

This is what he made when he was making robotic animals, including cats, dogs, and crows. He also kept one in the system backpack.

When you need to use it, you can just use the copy item directly. Of course, you still need to keep one.

He touched them, and then opened their bellies one by one, filling them with liquid bombs.

As long as there is a violent collision, an explosion will occur.

Then put in the already recorded tape.

After doing all this, he opened the windows and released the pigeons as night fell.

The white birds soared in the sky, circling towards the set destination.

There's another flock of pigeons in the London skies, but no one cares.

Because there are so many pigeons in London, a drop of water falling into the sea cannot be seen.

And behind the flock of pigeons, there was a black red-eyed crow that was also not noticed.

There are also many crows in London, and even in the Tower of London, eight crows are specially raised as guardian beasts.

Legend has it that once all the crows in the Tower of London fly away, the British royal family will disappear.

These crows are regarded as the sacred birds of Britain, and there is always a steady stream of tourists going to the Tower of London to see them.

The white pigeons landed on the Tower Bridge in London, falling in twos and threes everywhere on the Tower Bridge.

At night, the Tower Bridge is lit up, and the lights are reflected on the Thames below, which looks sparkling and beautiful.

Occasionally, some people who took pictures at Tower Bridge pretended to feed the pigeons, and left in a hurry after taking pictures.

It was cold on the Thames on a December night, too cold to stay long.

When the hour hand of Big Ben pointed to five o'clock in the morning, the white pigeons on the Tower Bridge gathered together in twos and threes, flapping their wings and flying into the sky.

The sky in London at five o'clock in the morning was still dark, still with some faint blue that belonged to midnight, but it was covered with a layer of grayish white.

And in such a sky, the white pigeons also look gray and inconspicuous.

They hovered and flew over the Tower Bridge, and coin-sized objects fell from their bodies and fell onto the bridge.

Like excrement.

But when the so-called "excrement" touched Tower Bridge, explosions sounded one after another.

The fire light from the explosion was a cool blue.

With the sound of the first explosion, the pigeons in the sky flew higher.

At the same time, cheerful singing came from their bodies.

"London Bridge is falling down,

London Bridge is falling,

Falling down, falling down.
To fall, to fall.

London Bridge is falling down,

London Bridge is falling,

My fair lady.
my beautiful lady. "

The nursery rhyme sung in the voice of an innocent child, matched with the sound of the London Tower Bridge collapsing in reality, the content of this nursery rhyme that has been sung for a long time has finally come true.

The wreckage of the bridge fell into the Thames below.

The white pigeons hovered in the air and suddenly arranged in a neat formation. From a distance, it looked like—Hi.
Their bodies began to burn, and the Hi listed was more conspicuous in the faint blue fire.

It seems that an invisible ghost is manipulating the will-o'-the-wisp to say hello to everyone.

Little by little, the body of the pigeon was turned into a black liquid by the faint blue fire, which dripped into the Thames River below, and finally disappeared completely.

This sudden will-o'-the-wisp completely extinguished after devouring the pigeons.

All that remains is the wreckage of Tower Bridge, still smoking black smoke.

The crow not far away flapped its wings and left after everything had settled.

……

The doll bear in a black coat opened the window, and a red-eyed crow flew in and stood on Daifuku's shoulder.

Daifuku closed the window again.

"It seems that it's over." The boy on the bed opened his eyes at the right time, sat up and said.

The time he set is five in the morning, so there is no need to worry about disturbing most people's sleep, and there will not be too many people outside.

The mi6 building is 7 minutes away from Tower Bridge, and by the time the agents arrived with weapons, it was already over.

It didn't even take 5 minutes from the start of the explosion to the end.

It's just that in order to make the last Hi last longer, Aituo extended the total time to 5 minutes.

When all the liquid bombs in the pigeon colony have been dropped, the recorded song will start playing.

And at the same time as singing, the pigeons will also start to spontaneously combust.

By the time it is burnt out, the explosion has ended and the song has also been played.

"The next step is to upload the video to the website..." He sat on the bed and stretched out his hand, and the crow standing on Dafu's shoulder flew to his arm.

"Look at the process you recorded." Aito touched the crow and said.

He took out the computer from the system backpack, inserted one end of the data cable into the reading port on the crow, and connected the other end to the computer.

Green's progress jumped from [-]% to [-]% in an instant.

The video enters the preview stage.

The set action time is five o'clock, so Aito directly pulled the progress bar to five o'clock.

Everything develops as Ato's expected, and nothing unexpected happens.

The song was no surprise, it was a song he recorded on the Internet.

He will not leave traces of himself, whether it is a figure or other things.

He edited the video, keeping only 5 minutes of it, and uploaded it to a website belonging to the white ghost.

It's been a while since I haven't greeted, so many people on the website commented whether the white ghost has been secretly arrested by some country, or they are tired of it.

〖White Ghost, White Ghost, come back, we can’t do without you——〗

〖Damn terrorist, he should die sooner! 〗

〖You madman!God will not bless you! 〗

〖Honey, listen to me, how about blowing up the main gate of London, England next time? 〗

〖Blow up the Imperial Palace where the Emperor of Japan lives!And the White House! 〗

〖Blow up my school, please. 〗

"Everyone is still very enthusiastic." Aito browsed through the comments, and exited the website after the video was successfully uploaded.

"Where is the main entrance to London?" he murmured thoughtfully.

It just so happened that he was in London, and it was okay to blow up the main entrance of London while others were busy dealing with Tower Bridge.

Aito searched the Internet for news about London's main entrance, but what popped up was Tower Bridge.

"So Tower Bridge is the main entrance to London? Then it has been blown up." Ayto nodded.

If that's the case, forget it.

As for the Imperial Palace and the White House...

Maybe consider giving it a try.

The underground of the Imperial Palace and the White House have secret passages specially used to escape or hide, and it should be impossible to die.

But papa made him keep a low profile.

Whether it is blowing up the Imperial Palace or the White House, it is very high-profile, right?
Although blowing up other buildings is also very high-profile.

As long as his identity as a white ghost is not discovered, it doesn't matter.

When he's not the White Walker, the White Walker doesn't exist.

Things that don't exist won't be caught.

　Say hello to get again, the most wanted criminal in the world, the terrorist who has slapped the face of all countries, and all countries hate.

　　Tsk, good or bad, don't learn, it's too hellish.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)